I gave away all but three of my beloved fake outdoor plants this year. (Iiiii know! 🤯) During the baby phase, I could barely load the dishwasher let alone keep vegetation alive. And every time a well-intentioned person would try to tell me how fun it was to take care of a garden, I’d be like, “k yeah cool but it would also be really fun to shower today.” 🤣 Now the girls are older, though. And while I’d give anything to hold my tiny babies again, I really appreciate having a bit more autonomy… and clean hair. 😉 Today I spent hours working on our patio “garden” while my four-year-old sidekick played make-believe, watched cartoons, snuggled with Noodle and directed me where to put planters. I loved it. I loved working with my hands, turning my mind off, being outside, giving our backyard some TLC, the satisfaction of finishing a task, and chatting with Luce. Real Plants, there’s no way you would have survived here a few years ago. ☠️ But glad you’re here now! 🌱